The first color I ever saw was Red. The first smell I smelt was burning inside my nose. The first feeling i felt was anger, confusion and fear. And this was at my age 12. My body was burning, but I was cold at the same time. I was Laying at my stomach, and looking at the red snow in front of me. The smell of blood was burning up my nose and I feel like I want to throw up. I looked up at the human in front of me and wanted to rip her apart from what she had done to me, even when I didn't know exact what, and fearing what she would do next. I honestly don't know where this is going, but I just keep writing and if anyone is interested in the story at last, you're welcome to come with ideas. This is also my first story i have put here so be gentle <3